The river periyar... She was my soul mate… I spent my time with her, listening to the rhyme less tunes she made…. Joining in her sorrows, when she flooded with tears and made nothing visible in her – the beautiful rocks and islands… She covered everything in her tears and rocked against trees at her banks in pursuit of her love…
The well known river for love… yea she took in many lives in her lap, the ones gave up life for love…. Too smart ones to play with her without knowing her much….the ones who didn’t realize her mood…. Still she flows – with the fury and cheer… I am racking my memory now, sitting in this city of sand and desert, to call back those times I spent in Panamkuzhy… The lost love and its pain…. Friends and foes…. The wet roads in rain…
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